Earliest and most archaic of fears, fear of devourment. The beast and his carnivorous bed of bone and I, white, shaking, raw, approaching him as if offering, in myself, the key to a peaceable kingdom in which his appetite need not be my extinction.
ANGELA CARTER, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories.
The lions and the lambs ain't sleeping yet.
ARCADE FIRE, The Well and the Lighthouse.
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Ring. Sister. Piano (Book 4 of The Powder Trail)
FantasyJack Cade has spent the past seven months avenging his dead ex-girlfriend - organizing riots, hunting slavers, even committing the worst of all Oxford crimes: setting fire to the Bodleian Library. Now he's discovered that the woman whose death drove...
